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  • damp roads and
    thick summer air swirling
    over cracked yellow lines
    on navy asphalt

    "i want you to know
    that i can't feel my body.
    i need you to help me, i
    need you to help me get up"

    i don't know why
    i left you there on
    those cracked yellow lines
    or why you didn't call out to me

    the night sung a soft white lie
    and it watched me all along that road
    my skin peeling off like paper
    beneath quiet streetlights
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